A Sorcerer’s Journey

“Chit-chit-chit-chit-chit-chit-chit-chit-chit-chit-chit-chit-chit-chit-chit-chit-chit-chit-chit-chit-chit-chit-chit-chit-chit-chit-chit-chit-chit-chit-chit-chit, That's a good word! ”

The Grand Wizard of the Third Degree of the Second Degree of Honor, beneath the robe of the Grand Wizard, held a magic wand with a round loop, a small loop, the loop snapped together, and the pounding magic fluctuations unleashed unscrupulously.

As the magic wand waved in his hand, dozens of purple apertures of various sizes appeared, radiating the past towards the slave monsters around the guardians of the world.

After a slave monster with a pointy head was hit by an aperture, a crisp "bang” sounded between the ice-coil scale and the aperture, like a friction collision sound of metal.

The pointy-headed slave monster shook his head and left behind a pillar of blood without appearing to have been greatly hindered.

wung wung wung...

However, as the purple circle just poured out reappeared and there was more than one, the slave monster screamed dull and heard nothing but "boom," "boom," "boom,” ”boom,” "chisel scales," "bone fractures," all falling from the sky with blood.

Bang

The body of this slave monster became a tiny part of a bloody square street everywhere.

wung wung wung...

“Humph!”

These rings continue to attack, and with an angry voice, the purple rings are submerged under a large black flame.

Boom Lung...

Thousands of metres away, a hundred metres high fire red nest seemed to have been destroyed, slowly falling and the nearby earth trembled.

Everyone in the fierce battle looked down and more than twenty demon hunters appeared in the fall of the Red Nest, hunting locusts who could no longer hide their shadows, also escaping from the Red Nest.

These demon hunters do not appear to have a Medal of Honor, and some of them came back in time after discovering the intense fighting on Green's side.

Xiu, xiu, xiu, xiu, xiu, xiu...

Further afield, more and more demon hunters have been called by the Green First Medal of Honor Wizard Original Will Ripple, far exceeding the help of the Guardian of the Flaming Soul World.

Green stood in the distance and did not act.

In the face of truth, his eyes glimmer with ease as he watches dozens of powerful demon hunters in the distance, rapidly encroaching on slave monsters surrounding the guardians of the world of flaming souls.

These demon hunters are elites with Medals of Honor!

Such a number of elite hunter wizards are not at all capable of resisting a low-level locust guardian who leads more than 300 soul slaves with two third-level locusts.

A moment later.

“Ho! I have told all the guardians of this world the news of your coming to the world of flaming souls, even if I die, even if the will of the great locust is cut off, even if the world is destroyed, you will be buried with me! ”

The black flame roared loudly and was killed by more than a dozen demon hunters.

“Hahaha, I killed him! The body is mine! ”

A second-degree demon hunter laughed, lifting the body of the guardian of the world of flaming souls, without the added power of the world, and the body was not much different from the locust man, who was one metre and five tall in the world.

The vast majority of these demon hunters called by Green, with only a small fraction of them, do not even know the true purpose of the convocation, only to kill the guardians of the world.

“Hoo-hoo... let that little guy run away, hopefully nothing will change the world's expedition in the future. ”

Critia sighed low and her eyes fainted a little.

After watching the many witch hunters solve all the obstacles of the young locust man, Green looked back at Critia, and the coordinates suddenly changed under his feet, and the next moment appeared in a narrow space.

Ice and fire twin-colored eyes burned and there was no hesitation in the hand, the Green Cape nightmare magic wand fell.

………………

Phew Phew…

The Dark Emperor was too big. In a small space beneath the wreckage of the Fire Red Nest, the young locust man tried to drill in, blocked the entrance, put away the soft green wings behind him, and curled his legs into tears.

The change in all this for a few days is too big!

From birth, Jasbee Bob was surrounded by all kinds of light.

Beautiful family, enviable talent, noble status, family honor inheritance...

“Jasper, remember, you are the descendant of the great Ugly Inflammatory God. Once the UFO Empire was no less prosperous than any empire today, so long as you can one day awaken the power of your flaming soul, you can practise according to the family's UFO Curse...”

The history of the Flaming Soul World of the Empire is extremely brief, as if it were the rise and fall of that genius.

As a genius locust that once appeared in the history of the world of flaming souls, UFO cultivated four thousand years of flaming soul swords, rising like the sun in heaven. In the six-month flaming soul theory sword, it defeated one locust saint after another until no one else could come on stage and try to challenge it.

In this way, the saint of the UFO has gained the attention of the original will of the world and has jumped to become a god of UFO with a detailed history of promotion.

What an aspiring legend inspires generations of locusts to strive.

Tens of thousands of years have passed, the family of the descendants of the Uphila God has experienced an unknown number of generations of elders, from the first saint elder to the later one who has barely been promoted to the rank of chief, to this day...

Despite its glorious past, the UFO family is now no different from those of future generations of the saints.

Theoretically, quality lineage offers better opportunities for development, but it's always just a theory.

As soon as Jasper was born, he was told that the great Empire of Darkness was dying.

Because the glow of the Temple of Darkness is no longer shining, people can no longer pray and sing, and they can no longer feel the attention of the great God of Darkness of Flame.

Even the sacrifice of the god of the dark extinguishing flames, as the voice of the gods in the world, although he has been telling the great god of the dark extinguishing flames only to sleep in the divine kingdom, so that the people of the Son do not panic and continue to be devout, even he himself cannot summon any dark extinguishing power.

This means……

Had he not lost the patronage of the Dark Flame God, it would have meant that the Dark Flame God was in immense crisis and could not even maintain the sacred radiance of the Church.

All of this is so similar to the original Ugly Empire.

“Jasper, don't worry about the rumors. We just have to do our thing. How's the homework I want you to do today? ”

Jasper lowered his head and dared not look into his parents' disappointed eyes.

“No… not done. ”

“No! Yes! Done? ”

It is true that Jasper was greeted by the angry roar of his father and the dissuasion of his mother. An unspeakable heartache appeared, and Jasper, seven years old, wept and argued: "Why do other nobles enjoy happiness every day but I must do so every day? I am not even like a lowly civilian, why!? ”

“No, why! Because you are the descendant of the great Ugly Inflammatory God! You have to revive the great Ugly family! You must regain the glory of your family! ”

The father roared naturally, and the mother persuaded him constantly.

“All right, two less sentences. Bieber, hurry, don't let your father down, make up for his homework..."

In his tedious childhood life, Jasper's memory is guided only by the power of flaming souls over and over again, waving swords and harvesting swords in an attempt to muster the blade of his own flaming soul one day.

The day seemed to go on like this.

Perhaps one day in the future, Jasper awakens the power of the flaming soul and becomes a locust warrior, locust lord, or even better luck as a locust saint, to carry on the family.

Yet until today…

Six bloody moons hung high in the sky, depressed ominous smells filled every corner of the world of flames, people took to the streets and looked at the sky, as if it were many strange moons that kept dripping blood.

People began to wonder if there was any connection between this and the disaster at the Gate of the Dark Emperor World a hundred years ago.

These are all the topics among the nobles.

As if he didn't know the speculative rumors of some of the upper locust strongmen about these bloody months were falling behind, everyone was talking.

Dark inside.

Jasbeeb discovered that a large army of locusts were gathering around the Enchanted Emperor, and that the Enchanted Emperor, which had flourished in the past, had now begun a curfew, while some families of ancestral saints had begun to move out of the Emperor's realm in secret.

This is all telling Jasper that something extraordinary is going to happen.

The Messenger of God is arranged in every Fire Red Nest, and it is forbidden to approach, and the miracles of the Dark Emperor are beginning to appear frequently...

Everything, from this morning onwards, finally burst into repression.

After the six bloody moons emitted a dazzling light, they began to solidify, immediately followed by the emergence of countless monsters, killed with the mighty army of locusts, explosions and corpses falling into the ears.

There was a smell of stinging blood everywhere.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom...

After a stinking, ugly locust-like monster broke through a layer of defense, he fell into the streets of the Dark Emperor and killed into the Fire Red Nest, including his own.

There were killer monsters everywhere, and Esby Bob was terrified, and his mother stuck him in the darkroom, and Cesar trembled.

In the cracks in the darkroom.

Jasper saw his father, mother, uncle, one after another brutally murdered, including those who tried to flee, and then transported the bodies back.

During the infinite Week of Hate and Fear, Jasper felt only a stream of heat appeared in his body, the power of the flaming soul that meets the flame!

At the same time, it was as if there was an indescribable voice mumbling in his ear.

“Now, get out of here...”

…………

Inside the ruins, Jasper slowly removed the UFO Curse from his clothes, and his eyes filled with tears.

“Mom and Dad, I will avenge you! I'm going to kill all those evil monsters! Wu wu wu wu wu..."

It's all like the protagonist portrayed in a biography novel!

Brilliant past, strong enemy, tragic reality, waiting for the protagonist to change the beginning of his destiny.

From now on, it will be as if the protagonist has been embraced by destiny. He has grown in a single killing of evil and powerful enemies. The enemies facing him are becoming stronger and stronger. At the same time, he is gaining more and more prestige in the declining oil and desert civilization...

“Gaga, finally found it! ”

After a strange sound, Jasper raised his head and looked stunned, and a beautiful little bird drilled in through the waste gap and peed into himself?

The next moment, after a space twist, only one horn skull fell in Jasper's eyes.